i tried doing something different idk


THE SUPERNATURAL GIF CHALLENGE | bllmyclrk vs samhellbound | round six | favorite character + favorite quote | Castiel + “You know that there are some in Heaven that believe despite his mistakes, that Castiel’s heart was always in the right place... I think too much heart was always Castiel’s problem.”



book pages for each major character in my ongoing taekook Game of Thrones/Medieval AU fic series. read part one here / read part two here.
cr: x, x )

  • me age 6: i wish i was a boy
  • me age 8: *is a tomboy* *tries to act like the boys*
  • me age 11: *still trying to be like the boys*
  • me age 12: lol like i'm a obviously a girl but not really like i don't act like one i'm like a mangirl thing, idk haha it's weird
  • me age 13: alright time to clean up and start wearing makeup and straightening my hair and painting my nails
  • me age 14: why are boys so different why do i look in the mirror and see a boy girl thing? or something?? what??
  • me age 15: it takes me forever to buy clothes bc i always look like a boy in girls clothes smh nothing looks good i hate clothes shopping
  • me also age 15: come on self do not even look at boys they are a different species and you're always jealous and bitter when you look at them
  • me age 16: oh wow there's this thing i didn't know called nonbinary?? maybe i'm agender cuz remember when i said before i'm not really a girl??? but i don't feel like gender neutral pronouns fit??
  • me also age 16: i feel gender but not girl... no i can't be a boy that's a no go zone bad
  • me age 16.5: let's watch this transguy on youtube *something finally fucking clicks*
  • me age 17: *reviews entire life* jesus christ how the fuck did i not fucking know
Home - Fred Weasley Imagine

A/N: yaaay! I’m back baby! haha so sorry for the delay but here it is :D


  • Anonymous said: Are you planning to do a part two to the A Right To Be Wrong? Maybe something where Fred tells Molly the whole story and she basically takes the reader in as one of her own children? I think that would be awesome! 
  • Anonymous said: Ok, I know requests are closed, but can you have this ask till they are open again? Please your writings are the best ones I’ve ever read, can you do something like the one you’ve write (Draco’s Girl) but with Fred? But a little bit different, idk, my heart, soul and body needs this, you can change what you want, but pleeeeease I need this

so, I tried my best and here it is! kind of a sequel to Right to Be Wrong but can also stand on its own :D a quick thanks to @rachel-lizzie-dare and @gold-moonlight for their help! you guys are amazing! :D 

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter

Your name: submit What is this?


“But what if they hate me?”

“Love, trust me, they wouldn’t hate you” Fred said bringing his girlfriend closer to him and kissing her forehead.

“I’m a Malfoy, Fred” she said worriedly. It had been almost two months since the Malfoy family had disowned (Y/N) for dating Fred Weasley and standing up for herself. She was going to spend the Christmas break at Hogwarts but of course there was not a chance that her boyfriend was going to let her spend Christmas alone. So she was going to spend it at the famous Burrow. “And even my own family hates me.”

“First of all, you’re nothing like the rest of your family and that’s why they don’t like you” George assured her. “And besides, Ron, Ginny and I already think you’re great so basically you have half of the family covered” he said shrugging his shoulders.

“That’s not true! There are five left” she pointed out. “And Percy already doesn’t like me!”

“Percy doesn’t count” the twins said at the same time. “He’s not even coming home for Christmas. And I’ve already told Bill and Charlie everything about you. I’m sure they’re going to love you” Fred added.

“Yeah, and dad likes pretty much everyone” George assured her. “So that only leaves mum” he said with a smile making the girl even more nervous.

“Great” she said trying to smile.

She knew all about Molly Weasley and she had always wanted to meet her. She sounded like the perfect mother and she knew how much all of her children, and Harry and Hermione, loved her. So it was only natural that she would be terrified to meet the woman.

The train finally came to a stop in King’s Cross Station and all of the Weasleys, Harry, Hermione and (Y/N) made their way off the train and quickly spotted two other redheads waiting for them.

“BILL! CHARLIE!” Ginny was the first one to yell excited as she ran over to her oldest brothers, followed by the rest of the gang.

“Hey, there they are” Bill said happily hugging his sister as everyone greeted everyone; their eyes finally landing on the one neither of them knew. “Well, hello there” Bill said with a kind smile.

“You must be (Y/N)” Charlie said with the same polite smile.

“Oh, right, guys… this is my girlfriend, (Y/N)” Fred told his brothers. “(Y/N), that’s Bill and that’s Charlie” he said pointing at them.

“Uh- hi” she said nervously and putting out her hand. “It’s very nice to meet you. I’ve heard so much about you- whoa, ok” she said when she was cut off by Charlie embracing her in a big hug.

“Oh and we’ve heard so much about you” he said with a smirk as he pulled away and Bill hugged her.

“But we want to know all about how this troll here landed a pretty girl like yourself” he said winking at her and making her giggle a little.

“Oi! I’m your brother!” Fred said offended as the two oldest Weasleys only laughed.

“Come on, mum and dad are waiting for us at home” Bill said and everyone followed them.

Soon enough (Y/N) found herself entering the famous Burrow.

“We’re home!” the oldest of the Weasley siblings yelled. (Y/N) took a look at the place surrounding her. It was truly… magical. She saw a clock displaying different chores for each family member and she saw clock that indicated where each member of the family was as the four youngest moved from Hogwarts to home. She saw a pair of needles knitting a sweater by themselves over by the corner, a stack of playing cards shuffling themselves and the dishes washing by themselves.  

“Is not much… but it’s home” Fred said running a hand through his hair. He had heard about the Malfoy Manor.

“This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life” (Y/N) said genuinely stunned. She wasn’t even looking at Fred; she was just admiring every single side of the Burrow as Fred smiled brightly at his girlfriend.

“Well, that’s up for debate” he said pulling her closer to him and kissing her forehead.

“Hey, I thought I heard voices” (Y/N) turned around to face none other than Arthur Weasley. She had always heard about him from her dad. But when she saw him Flourish and Blotts a few years back she had always thought he was one of the coolest people she’d ever seen.

“Dad!” Ginny said running towards Arthur giving him a big hug. She was followed by everyone else saying hello to him and then finally… Fred and (Y/N).

“Um, dad… this is (Y/N)” he said bringing her closer. (Y/N) stood nervously in front of Arthur Weasley. She had no idea what he thought about one of his sons dating the daughter of a man who had always been awful to him.

“Uh, is nice to finally meet you, M-Mr. Weasley” she stuttered as she put her hand out for him to take.

“(Y/N) Malfoy, right?” Arthur said looking at the girl and making her even more nervous.

“Um, yes, s-sir I-“ (Y/N) never really got to finish her sentence because Arthur had quickly embraced her in a very similar hug as his two oldest sons had previously done.

“Fred has told us so much about you” he said happily. “Make yourself at home, darling” he said happily before walking out to the living room.

“I uh- thank you” she said to really nobody and Fred laughed a little at his girlfriend.

“What’s the matter, love?”

“I- w-well, is just that um-“ she said getting out of her daze. “H-how can your family be so nice to me? My family has been nothing but awful to them” she said stunned. Even her family wasn’t this nice to her.

“I told you, love” he said kissing her head again. “I’ve told them all about you and they know you’re not like them” he said as if it was nothing.

“B-but m-my father he- he’s horrible to your dad and your dad is just so… cool!”

“Alright, don’t tell my dad he’s cool or he’ll believe you” Fred said rolling his eyes.

“B-but he is! I mean! Did you see that? I thought they were all going to hate me and B-bill and Charlie and-“

“Nobody here hates you, (Y/N)” Fred assured her before he leaned down to kiss her. They were interrupted when they heard another voice quickly approaching.

“Where is she? Oh where is she?”  

Fred and (Y/N) pulled apart and turned to look at the kitchen entrance where Molly Weasley came practically running towards them.

“Hi, mum-“ Fred said as she approached them but she quickly pushed his son out of the way and walked towards the girl standing behind him.

“(Y/N), dear” she said throwing her arms at the girl and squishing her. (Y/N) didn’t know what it was, she has never had this feeling before but she quickly wrapped her arms around Mrs. Weasley. “Oh, my dear girl I am so glad you’re here spending Christmas with us” she said pulling away a little and placing her hand on her cheek.

“Y-you are?” she said nervously.

“Of course we are” Molly told her in an obvious tone. “Fred has told us so much about you. Oh that boy just won’t stop talking about you, really-“

“Mum!” Fred said from behind her with his cheeks a bit red.

“Oh, hello my dear boy” she said giving him a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Now, (Y/N), you’ll be staying with Ginny and Hermione, I hope that’s alright dear” she said turning to her again.

“I- y-yeah, that’s brilliant! Uh, thank you so much for having me Mrs. Weasley” she said with a huge smile on her face but she suddenly felt her eyes watering a little.

“Oh, what’s the matter dear? What did you do?” she asked looking at Fred and hitting him in the back of the head.

“Ouch! I didn’t do anything!”

“N-no, he um, he didn’t do anything is just uh-“ she said with her lip trembling a little. “I know I don’t come from the best family” she said looking down. “A-and that they have been particularly awful to your family” she continued quietly. “I don’t really deserve all this kindness from you” she said looking at Molly and noticing that the rest of the Weasley family was now standing at the door of the kitchen. “Any of you. I mean, I didn’t even think I deserved dating Fred and I-“

“(Y/N), dear, stop” Mrs. Weasley said kindly walking towards her. “You are a very lovely, beautiful young lady” she said sweetly. “And I have never seen my Fred so happy” she continued. “That’s all that matters to us” she assured her, making (Y/N) let a few more tears roll down.


“Yes, my girl” she said smiling before (Y/N) threw her arms at her again and hugged her even tighter.

“Thank you so much” she said grateful. And suddenly, she knew what that feeling was. She felt at home.

It really was a surprise to everyone, specially (Y/N), how fast she fit in with the Weasleys. She loved helping Molly in the kitchen and playing chess with Ron or Quidditch with everyone, except Hermione but she always loved talking about books and muggle stuff with her. She loved how they all just made her, not only feel welcome, but feel at home.

“That’s it, dear and now you go around the needle and there!” Molly said excited. She was teaching (Y/N) how to knit in the living room. Arthur was reading the paper. Ron was playing chess with Bill, Hermione was reading a book, Charlie and Ginny were playing muggle cards, and the twins and Harry just sat there eating a bunch of candy.

“So, (Y/N), tell us about yourself” Arthur said happily and the girl turned to look at him.

“Arthur! I’m trying to teach her to knit” Molly interrupted her.

“Right, sorry” Arthur said going back to his paper.

“Yeah, dad, besides, is not as if Fred hasn’t told us EVERY SINGLE thing about her” Charlie said mocking his younger brother.

“Yeah, he hardly shuts up about her” Bill added.

“Guys! Shut up!” Fred said glaring at his brothers.

“Oh, really?” (Y/N) said with a small smirk looking at her boyfriend.

“Are you kidding? Even before you guys started dating was (Y/N) this and (Y/N) that and- ouch!” Ron complained when Fred threw something at his little brother.

“What I really want to know is how a goof like him managed to get a girl like you” Bill asked interested.

“Yes, how did you guys meet?” Arthur asked all of the sudden.  

“Oh, for Merlin’s sake” Molly said exasperated glaring at her kids and her husband. She then turned to look at (Y/N), who was really hard trying not to laugh. “Go on, dear, I’ll teach you later” she insisted.

“Yeah, I don’t think I know that story” Ginny said.

“Well, we actually didn’t talk to each other until third year” she admitted. “Before that, Fred didn’t really like me” she said.

“That’s not true!” Fred argued before he went to sit down next to his girlfriend.

“Oh, so I guess you threw a Dungbomb at me because you liked me?” she argued.

“Fred Weasley!” Molly scowled him.

“Actually, that was me” George said looking apologetically at (Y/N).

“See? I told you it wasn’t me!” Fred defended himself.

“George Weasley!” Molly said glaring at her other son..

“Well, anyways… um, one day…” she continued with the story.


“Mate, I can’t wait to throw this Dungbombs at them!” Lee said excited as him and the twins walked down to the Common Room. The three of them had the whole afternoon planned by throwing Dungbombs and trying some new pranks on the Slytherin Quidditch team. They were almost out the portrait when Fred heard something.

“Wait, did you guys hear that?” he asked the other two.

“Hear what?” George asked confused. Fred motioned for them to be silent and then he heard it again. Someone was crying. Fred walked closer to the fireplace only to confirm his suspicions. Someone was, in fact crying; but not only someone, (Y/N) Malfoy.

“Is just Malfoy” Lee said rolling his eyes. “Let’s go!”

“Wait, she’s crying” Fred said concerned.

“So?” both Lee and George asked confused.

“Well, maybe something happened to her” Fred told them. Lee and George exchanged another look before staring back at Fred again.


“Well, don’t you think we should… see if she’s ok?”

“Oh, mate you could not be more obvious!” George said letting out a laugh.


“You like Malfoy” Lee said grinning.

“What? I do not! She’s… Malfoy” Fred said trying to make a disgusted face.

“Uh-huh” George said rolling his eyes. “Look, mate, we’ve known for a while… so, save us some time and go comfort your girlfriend so we can go dump these Dungbombs” he told him.

“Wait, y-you’re fine with it?”

“Why wouldn’t we be?”

“She’s Malfoy” Fred repeated.

“So?” they said at the same time again. Fred rolled his eyes knowing they could be here for an eternity and decided to finally walk over to the lonely girl in the middle of the room.

“M-Malfoy?” he asked regretting it when she let out a high shriek and jumped scared. “S-sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you” he told her.

“What do you want, Weasley?” (Y/N) asked glaring at him.

“Uh- I-“

“Look, if you’re planning to throw another Dungbomb at me, could you do it tomorrow? I’m not having the best day” she said with more tears running down her face.

“What? Another? I have never-“ Fred cut himself off before he glared at George who was looking at him with Lee from behind a couch. “Look, n-no I just… wanted to see if y-you were ok” he said timidly.

“I’m fine” she said quietly.

“B-but you’re crying-“

“I said I’m fine, Weasley” she said looking at him. Fred let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair.

“Look, if you don’t want to talk then, do you want to come with us and throw Dungbombs at the Quidditch team?” he offered. (Y/N) bit her bottom lip and wiped away the remaining tears.

“Which house?”

“Uh- Slytherin” Fred said offering a smile only to make her smile too.

“Can I really come?”

“Y-yeah” Fred said feeling a bit more confident.

“I’m in” she said composing herself. “Can I throw one at Flint?”

“You can throw one at whomever you want” Fred said as they both stood up and walked over to the other two. “Hey, guys, (Y/N)’s gonna come with us” he told them.

“Cool” Lee said.

“You don’t mind we’re throwing Dungbombs at Slytherin?” George asked with an arched eyebrow.

“Well, I am a Gryffindor, aren’t I?” she said with a smirk. And the four of them were off.

After getting every single person on the team, (Y/N) had to admit she was having too much fun. The four of them were heading back to the castle and George and Lee started walking ahead of them.

“So, did you have fun?” Fred asked.

“So much fun! Thank you for… inviting me” she said shyly.

“Yeah, anytime, we do this like every day” he said with a small chuckle and making her laugh a little too. “Hey, can I ask you something?”


“Why were you crying earlier?” he asked concerned. (Y/N) looked down sadly and Fred thought he’d screwed up and made her upset again.

“Um, well… it’s stupid really” she said quietly. “Um, today’s uh- today’s my birthday” she informed him.

“W-what? Today is your birthday?”

“Yeah” she said with a sad smile. “The thing is, I always think my parents are going to write to me but… they never do” she said making his heart clench in pain. “I should be used to it by now, but as I was walking back from the Owlery, you know, just in case” she said with a bitter laugh. “I ran into Flint” she said rolling his eyes. “And he just started saying all these stupid things how it was obvious my parents wouldn’t write to me since I’m a traitor and they’re probably even trying to forget that this day ever happened… so…” she said with her voice breaking a little.

“(Y/N)” Fred said softly.

“I’m not stupid, you know?” she said looking up at Fred and not really knowing while she all of the sudden was revealing all these stuff to her long-time-crush, Fred Weasley. “I know that Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws don’t like me because I’m a Malfoy and well, Slytherins don’t like me because well… I’m a Malfoy that’s in Gryffindor” she said with a sad smile. “But it’d be nice to have at least one day when…” she stopped and looked up at Fred. “I’m sorry, I’m probably boring you and-“

“N-no, no” Fred assured her. “Look, I’m really sorry about your parents and Flint and if I’d known I would’ve make him fall off his broom” he said making her laugh a little. “Hey, do you want to come to Hogsmeade with us this weekend? We’re buying new pranks” he said hopeful.

“Really?” she asked getting a bit excited.

“Yes” Fred said smiling. “And we can celebrate your birthday” he offered.

“You would do that?”

“Yeah, everyone deserves a birthday celebration” he said as if it was nothing.

(Y/N) looked up at him with the biggest smile on her face. “Thank you, Fred.”

Fred felt a little tingle in his heart when she called him by his first name. It gave him the courage to lean down and give her a kiss on the cheek. “Happy birthday, (Y/N)” he said smiling when he noticed the blush on her cheek. “Come on, we don’t want to be late for dinner” he said grabbing her hand and entering the castle.

***End of Flashback***

“We became friends since then” she finished.

“Aawww” Hermione and Ginny said dreamily at the same time.

“And Fred finally had the guts to ask her out about a year later- ouch!” George complained when Fred threw something at him. “Well, it’s true!”

“Oh, that’s my boy” Molly said pinching Fred’s cheek and then giving him a kiss on his forehead. “Now, I’m going to go start dinner, would you girls like to help me?”

“Of course, Mrs. Weasley” (Y/N) and Hermione said as they stood up and Ginny followed them but Fred pulled (Y/N) back next to him.

“You know; you don’t have to help every time my mum asks” he told her.

“I know I don’t have to; I want to” (Y/N) informed her. “First of all, is the least I can do” she added. “And second, I was always at the kitchen asking the Elves if they could teach me to cook but they were always too afraid and refused to” she informed him as she stood up and kissed his cheek before she went to the kitchen.

“Aww, our little Freddy is in love” Bill mocked him, earning a glare from his brother.

“Oh, man, you should see them at school, they barely get their hands off each other- hey!” Ron complained when Fred hit the back of his head. “How come you only hit me, mate? They started it!” he said pointing at Bill and Charlie as everyone else laughed.

“Alright, and this one’s for you, darling” Molly said giving the last present from underneath the tree to (Y/N).

“For me? Really?” she asked as excited as a five-year-old. Molly nodded happily and she teared the paper off. She took out a jumper, just like the ones she’d stolen from Fred before, only this one was her size, her favorite color and it had her initial printed on it.

“Oh Merlin” she said thrilled as she put it on. “Thank you, so much, Mrs. Weasley!” she said getting up and hugging her, both of them fighting back the tears.

“Oh, you’re more than welcome, honey” she said happily.

After everyone had finished exchanging gifts, Fred grabbed her hand and led her to the roof. “Did you like your jumper?”

“Like it? I may never get out of it” she said looking down at it.

“Does that mean I get my old ones back?”

“Nice try, Weasley” she said leaning in to kiss him. “Thank you so much for having me, Fred” she said wrapping her arms around his neck and he wrapped his around her waist.

“You’re more than welcome, love” he said smiling. “My family adores you, by the way… probably more than they love me” he pouted.

“Oh, I know” she mocked him. “In fact Bill and Charlie did say those exact words” she said giggling and he stick his tongue out at her. “I love them too” she informed him. “They’re like… what a family has to be” she said resting her head against his chest and he kissed her forehead.

“No letters, huh?” he asked knowing exactly what she was thinking and she shook her head sadly.

“I thought at least Draco would write” she admitted.

“Percy didn’t write either” he told her. “And he sent his jumper back” he said. “Mum’s covering it up but, she’s really upset about it” he said.

“He’ll come around” she said looking up at him. “I mean, I don’t think he could turn his back on this family” she said kissing his cheek. “Oh, I got you something else” she said handing him another package.

“Love, but you already gave me my present” he said pulling away from her and grabbing it.

“I know but I really like this one” she said excited waiting for him to open it. Fred quickly opened the present and revealed a scarf. “Do you like it?” she asked excited.

“I love it” he said with a bright smile. He could tell she knitted it herself and she was very proud of it.

“Your mum says that she can teach me how to make these jumpers too” she said with her smile getting even bigger. “Oh, and Hermione said that she would teach your dad and I how to use a record player! And Charlie also said we could go visit him and he can show us the dragons! Bill said he’d come too!” she said happily.

“I love you” Fred said looking intently at her before leaning down to kiss her. “I love you so much, Malfoy” he said resting his forehead on hers.

“I love you too, Weasley” she said kissing his cheek.

“I want you to be a Weasley” he said all of the sudden. (Y/N) widened her eyes and pulled away a little.


“When we graduate, of course” he told her. “But… I don’t want you to be a Malfoy anymore, I want you to be a Weasley” he repeated tightening his arms around her waist.

“Fred, are you saying-“

“Will you marry me?” he said all of the sudden. (Y/N) could feel her eyes watering but she felt herself nodding.

“Nothing in this entire world would make me happier” she said throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him again. “I love you, Fred Wesley” she repeated.

“I love you more, (Y/N) Weasley” he whispered.

“Not possible, love.”

The End

A/N: xD I hope you guys like it!


seeley booth appreciation week → day 5: BROTP  

“I knew Seeley Booth. He was a good man, who earned my respect and affection. And I don’t like many people.”

lol clockwork’s probably the worst candidate to be practicing emotions on as he’s literally a heartless little thing and you wouldn’t see him making any of these faces at all ever

but someties you gotta do what you gotta do and draw the problematic fav

What a gentleman (Suga Scenario)

Idol: Suga (from Bts)

Type: Idk lol this is a weird kind of fluff.

Word count: 1280

A/N: This one is for my beloved friend @withnosuchgrace, I promised you this like ages ago but I’m glad it’s finally done. I really hope you like it, I figured our writing styles are different so I tried to do something a lil different than I usually do. I wish it worked lol. Enjoy.

Originally posted by sugagifs

It was such a cold and dark night. You couldn’t say it was raining because it wasn’t, it was the fucking universal flood itself. Which made even better the fact that you had forgotten your umbrella at home. As you walked out of the supermarket with no bags you were looking for a dry path to get to your car just to confirm there was none. 

You took a deep breath and started running under the rain. When you were finally in front of the car door you cursed for not looking for your keys before leaving your dry spot at the super. You checked your purse and your pockets a million times but they were not there. You cursed once more and hit your car window which made you curious to look inside. You hit it again when you found out you had left your keys inside.

At the exact moment you were going to call your insurence service for some help to get out of that mess you saw a slim figure walking lazily towards you. It got your full attention immediately when you saw whoever it was had no umbrella and no jacket either, even more soaked than you were.

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anonymous asked:

Ok so I've been questioning my gender for, idk, two years now and it's getting exhausting. Like I know I don't feel comfortable as a female but idk what's right for me. I mean, I've tried new names, pronouns, etc to see if it helped. What do I dooo??

Maybe you should try taking a break, finding yourself can be exhausting. I am not saying give up. I am saying take break from trying to figure it all out right now. For some people it can take years, or months everyone is different. But finding your truth is something that should never be rushed. 



carriecomehome  asked:

was nicu always going to end up as a gangster or could you see them doing something else? like would things be different if certain events had or had not happened in their life, or was their fate inevitable? idk if you've answered this before but i was rubbing my chin over this


Nicu tried to do a bunch of other stuff. they were dead-set on being an artist for the longest time; they were an incredibly impassioned artist as a teenager and fought their parents really hard on being able to get into art school. Mr & Mrs Anghelescu had zero faith Nicu could even get into an art school, let alone actually get a degree, but Nicolæ actually managed to net a place at a school and even a small scholarship award. Nicu was eventually allowed to go on the condition they would go into the military (both of their parents were in the british armed forces) if they flunked out.

Nicu could have gone on to do well in art school, but they were in trouble from the minute they got there. they didnt get on with other students or teachers and they werent willing to keep up with the work or basically do anything that they didnt want to do. they were basically just childish and stubborn about the whole ordeal and ended up getting kicked out with shit grades after they were unable to blag themselves a second chance.

after that it was the military. i think the chances of them doing well in them military were always pretty slim, just because of how little they wanted to be there (it was basically their idea of hell) and how little respect they had for the military. but they could be a really good soldier - they did pretty well in the Saints - and i actually have a whole AU where Nicu stayed in the military and ended up heading one of Ultor’s Masako units when they went into private protection, which i almost never talk about :’(

they also could have done anything they wanted when they first arrived in America, they just chose to spend all their money doing whatever they wanted. the plan with returning to Stilwater as well was just to get a copy of their birth certificate so they could get new identification and maybe get some proper work. fuck, if theyd gone to Stilwater earlier, they probably would have met the family that was still living there and gotten help from them, but by the time Nicu got there they’d moved on.

anyway basically my point is, Nicu always had a shitload of plans and opportunities, they just ended up slowly descending down to the point where the Saints was literally the only offer they had. there was a thousand little things that led them to the place they were in by SR1 and they could have turned their life around on a number of different occasions, but never managed to. 

if the Saints hadnt offered Nicu might have ended up joining a gang anyway, but it probably would have been the Vice Kings. but i dont think they were necessarily that drawn to the idea of being a gangster - theyre from London, after all, and british organised crime is pretty different. the idea theyd be in an American street gang never occurred to them. they were definitely a criminal for most of their life, but just a petty thief for the most part. 

that was a really long answer djoskfjsl anyway yeah…. i think you could call it fate that everything fell through the way it did and Nicu ended up in the Saints, but them being a gangster came pretty out of left field for them. 

anonymous asked:

Do you have any control over your outfit in the digital world? If so, have you or any of the others on your team ever used it as an opportunity to experiment with different styles?

“I never thought of it before…”


“You’ve got some explaining to do.”

So, I remember E-vay answering an anon about if Aurora ever snuck out at night with Shadow, then this little doodle just popped up in meh head ^^. I also couldn’t help but think that these two might just be sneaking out together to star gaze! Idk, it just seems like something Aurora would like to do.

Both pictures on the wall are previous works of E-vay’s! Girl, I hope ya likes! I tried posting this in your fanart page-a-ma-gig-thingy but it wouldn’t allow me to submit more than one picture. 

Sonic borrowed Amy’s shoes…pretend it’s a cold night, and the floor is freezing ^^ Plus, he didn’t wanna be fully naked in front of his daughter…not that it made a difference ^^’

happy birthday, Tsukki! \\\(۶•̀ᴗ•́)۶///